I feel like the Grinch. I didn't give my T anything, nor other people I should have thought about. I couldn't handle giving him something, I would have felt mortified it he said he couldn't take it. For some reason, irl, I hate watching someone open a gift that I gave them. What's that all about? IDK. I would turn red like your T did, I guess it is shame? I don't know why, though.
Glamour shots, lol. lolol
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